So i just woke up with a bizarre dream and want to get it written. It left me crying and disturbed and im not sure why.
In my dream, i woke up and thought i heard my parents coming home. I got up out of my bed, and got scared cause it wasnt my parents, it was my ex. We went into our old bedroom amd it had a different colored rug. My ex was talking to me like nothing put of the nornal. And in my dream, i was thinking that my reality...living with my parents, our whole divorce was just a dream. And i wqs so happy that it was the dream.
Anyway, ex was stumbling around and very drunk amd talking to me as a child would -telling me about his day and friend. He made a corny joke about his friend being a tacoholic. And i was just so happy to hear from him. He sat on my lap (which would never happen. He was almost 2x my weight) like a child and instead of me criticizing him, i was just so grateful for him and i hugged him amd remarked about how skinny he had gotten.
